Lyrics Run 4 It - Cloud 9ine Ko

It's crazy how
You think you competition
You don't even come close on my worst day
Got your girlfriend
Dancing in her outfit
That her mama gave to her
One day on her birthday
She naked
Yea
Shawty want the
Sauce and the juice
She don't listen
To yo music
She ain't bopping to you
I had more salsa than you niggas
Since a nigga was 2
Yea the kid made saucy
And I'm dripping it too
Forreal
Who else can pull up to yo city
Take all yo bitches
And then leave without a scratch on em
Them no tomorrow niggas
Who else you know can slide
Up in the club for a check
And be the flyest in the room
With no designer label
Niggggaaaa
Naw forreal ill wait
I stand by what I mean
And I mean what I say
Any rebuttal just means that
You niggas want smoke
But I don't even keep the tool on me
Shawty got the
Glock in her purse
Fuck with cloud 9ine
You get 10
And anyone else around
Shoot you and yo best friend
Do the math
That's 19 shirts with yo face on it
Get hit with
This glock it hurt don't it

Mannn
I waiting on nobody
Keep it 100
My competition really nobody
Huh
I ain't stressing on nobody
If you ain't money you no money
Then that's yo problem
You better
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run

I'm the nigga that ya baby mama call on
Late nights with my dick up
On her jawbone
Knock it knock it out
And her passed out til the next morning
Too cold the type to 2 step
Around your tombstone
Kill them with finesse
I got too sick of being humble
Cut throat
In her guts no jokes
Only pump one stroke
Now she feeing for some mo
On the coochie going luchie
Ochie wally wally bang
Bang bang call me pops
Waka flocks in the paint
Master p got no limit
Doggstyle hall of fame
You can hate me you can love me
It's just all in the game
Cloud 9ine knot it out
I love it when she say my name
No tomorrow
You just lazy if you ain't working today
All that bullshit
That you talking
You just stuck in ya ways
You ain't never been a boss
You just a rat in a maze
She yo instagram crush
But she my weekend bae
Look
They dont like when
I talk my shit
Rap niggas get timid
When I talk like this
They gon be like
Little timmy
Sad and needing a wish
I heard you stalking on the low
Do I sense catfish

Mannn
I waiting on nobody
Keep it 100
My competition really nobody
Huh
I ain't stressing on nobody
If you ain't money you no money
Then that's yo problem
You better
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run
Run for it
Run for it
Run